SO YOU WANTED ME TO SPILL RIGHT??? HERE IT IS :33
So basically I got to America when I was really small, I was 5-6 when I arrived. At that time, my dad had come to America before us to get some money and rent a house and stuff, so we were separated for a few months I think.
Skip to when we got here, my family, including me, are all Christian’s. So when we arrived, my dad was already going to this Christian church that was around here. That’s where I met him.
I was around 6 or 7 (don’t think ‘67’ pls TT) when we met, and he was 5-6 (I’m older than him by a year. So if I’m 14 he’s 13, when he turns 14 I’ll already be 15). Eventually, we become good friends and I developed this innocent crush on him. My mom thought it would be gone but uh.. I’ll continue it in a sec :3